If I ever try to do anything to my PC by myself ever again, shoot me first.
I am reminded of a friend in my teenage years, who had a fast car. He took his car’s engine completely apart once, did something cool to it, then reassembled it.
He had four bolts left over. He thought they had something to do with engine mounts. He was all like, “let’s go for a ride, Mig!” Whereas I was all like, “my mom wants me to clean my room, Bob.”
okay!
i hate that having parts left over crap.
We should aim for nothing short of total death.
Aim for the nads first … those are testicles, Miguel.